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She Had A Healer
No answer came. Nothing immediate anyway. In fact, it was the best he had listened to any of them during their whole adventure. Second guessing himself and the situation unfolding around him had been a thing of the past. The bond between Ejder and Morgan was real, like it was always there in some way. His friends were just that. Friends. They had their own quips, their own lives and just like Albion said, it wasn’t just Morgan’s journey. They were all out there finding themselves. These things were what he could understand when he looked over each one of them as they struggled to give him what they thought happened. “That doesn’t add up,” Morgan replied softly. “It doesn’t explain this.” He couldn’t even point at the statue beside them. “I know,” Ejder replied as if it came from every
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